It’s hard to put a period on the run-on sentence that is ‘The Process.’ For a lot of us, we didn’t survive the process, it wasn’t some gauntlet of ten-day contracts and twenty-point losses. We didn’t crawl through a metaphoric sewer Andy Dufresne-style only to come out clean on the other side. We embraced The Process.
We became experts in the draft, scouring YouTube to find the best second round value picks, and form unassailable positions on who we had to take. We became amateur GMs, adept at discussing bird rights and pick swaps. We added names like ChuChu Maduabum and Furkan Aldemir to the corner of our brains reserved for The Process, permanently indexed, always ready to prove our bonafides through our roster-knowledge.